| Happy Anniversary, baby
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| It’s been a year now since you moved away
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| Even though I asked you to go
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| I miss you every day
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| I miss you in the evenings
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| Alone in the bed where I lie
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| I miss you in the morning
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| Before I open my eyes
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| I went and sold everything that I could, babe
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| Then I gave away what didn’t sell
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| I moved south to Nashville
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| I might like it there, but I can’t tell
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| I been hanging in Austin
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| Eating Chili’s and good Bar-B-Q
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| Writing songs about losing and heartache
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| Hey babe, I been writing 'bout you
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| A year, that ain’t nothing
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| When you lose someone you love
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| A year is a drop in a bucket
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| When you lose someone you love
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| I been traveling hard since September
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| I won’t get back to Nashville till June
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| I’ve played my songs all over the world
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| But I can’t find a home without you
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| I press on like a mad rushing river
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| I press on with the will to survive
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| Part of me lives for the wind in my face
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| While the other part’s barely alive
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| A year, that ain’t nothing
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| When you lose someone you love
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| A year is a drop in a bucket
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| When you lose someone you love
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| So Happy Anniversary, baby
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| May fortune and fate be your friends
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| Wherever you go, I want you to know
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| I don’t think my love ever ends
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| I carry it down the highway
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| It’s a part of my body and soul
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| And one day it’ll be the part of me
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| That will pull me up out of this hole
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| A year, that ain’t nothing
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| When you lose someone you love
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| A year is a drop in a bucket |